football king

"I heard that you met a special fan at the autograph meeting today?" A smiling voice sounded from his ear, and Mordred hurriedly took the phone away and rubbed his ears before putting the phone to his ear again.

Chris's voice is still very magnetic, I don't know why he sang, but his mother who can destroy his perfect voice doesn't recognize it.

But Mordred cared more about what he said than his voice.

From his return to the present, the only interaction is on Twitter, congratulations on his victory against Singapore, the second time is to gloat, Chris, be yourself.

With dissatisfaction, Mordred lay on the bed and said: "Yeah, you haven't met it before~ I have a chance to let you see it." The tone was so cheap that people couldn't help but want to hit him.

Chris has been with him for so long, so he naturally knows why he is angry. Regarding this child's personality, Chris is still very willing to spoil him.

"This time is too busy, you have returned to the national team, of course I have also been recalled to the national team, and my advertisements are much more than yours, the time is far from enough..." Mordred suddenly listened to Chris's explanation Feeling chills, why does Chris's tone sound so coaxing to his girlfriend?

The frightened Mordred quickly interrupted Chris, "Okay, I was just joking with you. You haven't interacted with me for a few days after I returned to China. The media is going to say that our relationship is a deadly enemy. Now, in their eyes, your relationship with briquettes is better than mine."

"Tsk tsk tsk, is it okay if I live in your house and have close contact with you every day? I really don't understand the thoughts of these uncrowned kings."

Chris has been so busy these days that he doesn't even have time to read the newspapers. Hearing Mordred's words, he said with no surprise: "Those reporters only see what they want to see, don't pay too much attention to it. "

Mordred looked out the window, and the dark night sky made him suddenly say: "Hey, Chris, is the path you said I'm going on right now?"

Chris, who was about to drink protein powder, stopped holding the cup, "Why do you ask?"

"It's nothing, it's just a sudden short-circuit in the brain, don't worry about it." Mordred suddenly resumed his usual lively voice, as if it was really just a moment of confusion.

But Chris didn't let Mordred fool him. Although he didn't deal with the madman, Mendes had a good relationship with the madman.

Mendes is often the trash can for Mr. Mad Men, and some things say the most about him.

Over time, he also learned a lot, among which Mr. Madman talked about Mordred the most.

Mordred's psychological problems have always been the most difficult to solve, and Chris couldn't help cheering up.

Not only does Mister Madman want to make Mordred better, he wants to, too.

"There is nothing wrong with the path you are taking. You are just a few steps faster than others, and these steps are obtained by yourself through talent and hard work. Don't doubt yourself. Sometimes you even do better than me."

"You're doing so well, you can even be as high-profile as I am."

When Mordred heard this, he looked helpless. This was a standard statement from Cristiano, which was why he often talked to madmen instead of Chris.

However, after being persuaded by Chris, Mordred also felt that he seemed to be moaning a little sickly. Compared with some players who were ups and downs in third-rate teams, he didn't know how much luckier he was, and he was much luckier than him in his previous life.

He is still complaining about himself, which is a bit too funny.

Maybe Chris's saying is surprisingly useful when he's in a bad mood.

Mordred had a big heart, shrugged his shoulders to shake off the uneasiness in his heart, and turned the matter over.

Chris didn't ask too much, no matter how close he was with people, he always had his own secrets.

The two began to talk about the interesting things that happened in the past few days, especially Mordred directly crossed his legs and said impassionedly to the phone that strange things happened in the past few days, which made the listeners cry when they heard it.

"Let me tell you! Now I will be protected by the big brothers in the team like a panda. They are not much older than me. I blame the Singaporean player who kicked me. Next time I see him, I will give him another kick." Big four."

Chris accurately extracted what he wanted to know from a bunch of nonsense, and couldn't help saying, "The guy who kicked your ankle, has he been punished?"

Mordred's nationality is doomed that he will not be wronged. After all, China's soaring star Chris has seen it in his eyes over the years. He has traveled to China several times, and the environment has improved every time. The truth is that Mordred was kicked, and they didn't get back.

Moreover, the people in this country are extremely defensive. Some players in the Chinese team have played like shit, and they don’t allow others to scold them. They can only scold themselves.

So since the game against Singapore, the Chinese fans scolded the player who kicked people like a dog, and the Football Association did nothing to attract Chris' attention, because this is not normal at all!

Hearing this question, Mordred lost interest, "Tell him, the punishment will come down immediately, he will be suspended for six games, and he will have to write a written apology letter. You know, you need to show it to the public."

"Since the punishment has already come out, why hasn't it been announced... Could it be possible..." While talking, a possibility suddenly flashed through Chris's mind, and Mordred admitted it in the next second.

"You guessed it right, the higher-ups are going to use my injury to make a big story to mobilize everyone's passion for football. In the first half of this year, I lost a few games in a row. It's really frustrating, and I'm going to use my injury to make waves in Boda , the calculated time is almost the day before the Iranian game was announced."

Mordred was lying on the bed as if he had no bones, and the expression on his face was a bit complicated and hard to understand.

As if knowing that he was not interested, Chris chuckled, "You probably don't like this feeling."

"Hmm, what do you think?" Mordred didn't even bother to lift his eyelids now.

Chris waved to Mini, motioning for him to come over, but he didn't pause at all, "This is also part of the charm of football, there is no way."

Just as Mordred was about to retort, he suddenly heard a sweet voice from over there, "Brother Melis!"

Little mini!Mordred's eyes lit up immediately, and he sat up, "Little Chris, have you missed your brother recently?"

Mini hooked Chris's arm with one hand, and said to Mordred very cutely: "I miss my brother, when will my brother come back, I miss my brother too." After speaking, he showed a big smile to Chris, and Chris She nodded fondly at the tip of her mini nose.

back!I will go back now! !When Mordred heard Little Mini say that he missed him, his rationality suddenly evaporated.

What Mr. Madman failed to do, Mini can easily do.

However, Mordred is still a bit rational, and said with difficulty: "Brother is now in China, helping his country win glory, just like...you lie down."

The young Mini couldn't understand a little bit, he tilted his head and looked at his family, and then hesitantly said to Mordred: "Then... brother must work hard!"

The resolute little milk voice made Mordred hold his heart, oh my god!How can there be such a cute child in this world, Ah Wei is dead!

But the naive child always makes Mordred can't help teasing, like the grandma who kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood, "Mini, if one day you and your brother have to be on the opposite side, who will you cheer for. "

Chris's eyelids twitched because of Mordred's anger, and just as he was about to take the phone back from Mini's hand, he heard Mini say, "Of course I'm cheering on my brother!"

Before the corners of Mordred's mouth curled up, he heard the second part of the sentence, "Because I believe Papa will definitely win!"

Chris, who was still a little jealous, laughed outright, not giving Mordred any face at all.

Mordred snorted. If they face each other, it's not certain who will win. His teammates are bad, and his teammates are even worse. So what if there is Master Pei!Master Pei will not kill him ╭(╯^╰)╮.

When Chris heard the long silence over there, he couldn't help laughing again and said, "Okay, you were the one who teased me first, and you will be angry again if you don't get the answer you want?"

"Who is angry! I just feel... think... Forget it, I won't talk to you, I'm going to sleep." Then I hung up the phone. Puffer fish.

Mordred threw the phone on the bedside table, covered his head and went to sleep.

The bewildered little mini jumped on Chris, "Papa, is brother angry? Did I say something wrong?"

Chris raised the little mini with one hand, "It's not what you said." Then he lightly kissed the little mini on the forehead.

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An angry Mordred is very scary. After coming to the Chinese team, Mordred weakened the training plan given to him by Mourinho by a few points, fearing that it would hit some big brothers of the Chinese team. I was excited by Mini yesterday, so I took out all the training plans and started training.

Then the other members of the Chinese team watched Mordred like a robot, completing the training content that they felt tired one after another. His face was expressionless and his eyes were almost on fire. They didn't know who he was angry with.

Mordred is the only one who doesn't have to listen to Macacho's training plan because...he has Mourinho at the SSR level personally guiding him.

In the end, Hao Junmin, who had a good relationship with him, took advantage of Mordred's time to wipe off his sweat, and quietly asked beside him, "You were fine yesterday, but who provoked you today?"

The other players were training on the surface, but in fact they all pricked up their ears.

After all, Mordred has never blushed with everyone since he came to the national team. He let everyone tease and joke, and everyone is used to chatting with him. Today, when he suddenly got angry, he reminded them that this is a real person, not mud. made.

"Who else? Chris." Mordred rolled his eyes and continued training.

Liu Hao Junmin was in a mess in the wind, the Chris he was talking about...is that the Chris I thought of?Aren't they on good terms?What's wrong with this?

The author has something to say:

The super cute Pipimei 2333, the mini is simply a natural black.

Let me tell you, when I was typing in an Internet cafe, the big brother next to me was always looking at me... I couldn't write anymore 233333